The World After The Fall Manhwa Novels & Stories

Right before New Year’s, the sports car I had waited six months for was finally delivered. However, my wife Vanessa snatched the keys from my hand. “Ryan likes sports cars. Let him take yours for a quick spin.” I refused. I knew her godbrother, Ryan, did not even have a driver’s license. Still, she secretly gave him the keys anyway. When I saw my car again, the car hood was covered in blood. Vanessa was holding Ryan. Her face was full of distress, and her words left me stunned. “Honey, please take the blame for Ryan. No one will make things hard for you with your background.” I immediately refused, but Vanessa then pulled out her phone. “I already turned you in. Just go along with it. You’ll be fine.” I could not believe my eyes when I saw the police call history.

"I'll make you mine before he does." *** Drake and Paul are two handsome, strong and intellectual playboys who are the eye candies and rays of attention. Rich, hot and successful, they could get any girl they wanted but it all comes crashing when one woman threatens to break the bond between the boys. Loving one woman seems to be a curse in the Hamilton bloodline and this time, the romance is sizzling hot with two raging men after one girl. Can she take one or two?

She never believed in monsters. She never believed in fate. And she never believed she could love this deeply. But the man she trusts with her heart is hiding a secret that could destroy her world—and his. Bound by an ancient prophecy and a love forbidden by nature itself, she must choose between the life she knows… and the truth that could change everything.

For eight long years, Bryan Millan and I were married, but you’d never have known it by looking at his life. He never once acknowledged our relationship in public. Not a single post, not a single mention of me on his social media. Then came our anniversary. The day that was supposed to be about us. Instead, Bryan made an announcement on his Instagram account—just not the one I expected. There he was, hand in hand with his assistant, her draped in a wedding dress. The caption read: [When you're in love, you want the whole world to know.] The comments flooded in. [Bryan finally got married!] [Congrats! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness together!] In that moment, I could no longer lie to myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just never loved me. So, I decided to let go. But he wasn't ready for that. He clung to me, desperate now. But I pried his hands off and laughed—a real, genuine laugh, the kind that comes from somewhere deep inside when you realize you're finally free. Then, I looked him straight in the eye and said the words I'd been holding in, "Don't beg me to come back. Because now that I don't love you, I've never felt better."

Arya grew up believing her father died of a heart attack and her mother abandoned her at a young age, but the truth was far more complicated than that. She never planned to marry Kayden Blackwood. Not like this. But she needed to do whatever it took to save her grandmother, the only family she had left. When tragedy strikes and secrets about the Blackwood empire unfold, Arya must decide whether to protect the man she has fallen for, or to bring the company that destroyed her life to its knees.

Ridiculed and humiliated by her pack. Her mate rejected her for being weak and made fun of her. To compound her woes, her Father was gruesomely murdered in a fierce battle with a rival pack. And her pack? Forcefully taken away. . To save her life and her mother's life, She agreed to become one of the concubines of her father's murderer; the ruthless Alpha of all time. What happens when both sons of her father's murderer want to covet her beauty? Find out in this intriguing story. .

She doesn't want to be in this marriage. She doesn't want to be anyone's replacement. She loves him with all of her, but in return, he calls her a cheap woman with no self-esteem. She is hurt. Still, she holds on to this love. This love is like a barbed wire. The more she holds on to it, the more it bleeds her. Eventually, she chooses to let go. But she doesn't know, he is on the other end, holding on tightly to this string of love. Can they fix this? Can they rewrite this love all over?

What will you do if one day, you'll just wake up and found yourself, out of nowhere, with a different body than you have before? Moreover, having a notable and good-looking multi-billionaire husband. Meet Agatha Montana, a lone wolf. Since she was young, her parents manipulated her life. Her entire life seems she gets to be alone, even though she has parents to be with. A werewolf who escaped on her fate, by marrying a ruthless alpha. A werewolf who died in order to save her beloved vampire—Lucas. As Agatha woke up and find herself existing in the world of mortals, immersing in a body of a human. Little did she know that she was possessing a body, whose most honorable and illustrious wife of one of the most triumphant multi-billionaire’s in the country of New York—Don. Dravor Dawyro Alicco. Will Agatha be able to deal with the fate that awaits in this conflicting world of her? A disguised society that is filled with deceptive politicians, guileful sovereignty, delusive laws and orders, lethal temptations, agony, and noxious ambitions, which many of us loathe about.

RACHEL:I was supposed to be a bride. Instead, I became a tragedy in a white dress. When your mother dies the same night your groom disappears, you stop believing in happy endings. Then came him. A man with no warmth, no promises and eyes that watched me like I was a puzzle he didn’t want to solve. He saved me once. Now I live under his roof, cooking meals for a stranger whose silence speaks louder than comfort. Then there is Chris, the charming CEO who drowns me in the kind of affection I always dreamt of. And there is Liam, my ex fiance who came crawling back, begging for another chance. But the heart is a stupid thing. Even when it’s broken, it still learns to give second chances. Even for the wrong man. DAMIAN: She was a disaster I didn’t ask for. One I couldn’t ignore. I don’t do emotions, and I sure as hell don’t do strays. But I let her in, just for a while. Rachel Hart is not my responsibility. But she keeps showing up in places I can’t ignore, my company, my home, my thoughts. Now her presence lingers. Her scent. Her voice. Her past. She doesn’t belong in my world. But I find myself rearranging it anyway. And when someone else tries to claim her, They’ll learn the hard way I don’t let go of what’s mine.

Melissa Jones, the so-called 'fake' heiress, lost her memory trying to save me. Her memory was stuck at the time she was 18, back when our lives had not yet been set right. Everyone told me to be the bigger person. In the new family portrait, I was the only one missing. My biological mother tried to comfort me, "Shirley, be reasonable. It's just a photo. We will make it up to you later." I applied for the vice president position year after year, only to be rejected five times in a row. Then, when Melissa said she wanted to learn the business, my brother, Maverick Jones, approved it immediately. Afterward, he turned to me and said, "You should give way to Melissa. You're the reason she lost her memory. I'm helping you make up for it." When I went into labor and needed my husband, Charles Smith, to sign the consent for a C-section, he was one floor above me, accompanying Melissa to a follow-up appointment. I called him seven times. He declined every call. In the end, my seven-month-old baby suffocated. Even in a wheelchair, I went to demand an explanation. However, outside the hospital room, I heard Melissa crying. "Back then, you all agreed I should pretend to have amnesia. I'll never randomly decline calls for Charles again. I just want to stay by your side for three more months." There was a moment of silence. Then, Charles and the others agreed. At that moment, I was not angry. I just felt something inside me turn completely empty. I turned around and accepted my adoptive parents' request to return to Nebula City. This time, I would give these people what they wanted.